Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You smell like Enorme and brass polish.

No, I won't calm down. This can't be happening.

or get buried in a bow tie with a bunch of cookie jars.

I'll give them to someone. A fellow ceramiphile.

It's very nice.

I've always viewed it as an upside-down "Wow."

The year... 1861.

not to turn back into a Chinese dude at midnight.

But the both of you,

Had a bear on it.

But I don't care.

You think you're gonna buy me off so I'll play nice?

You wish it was a gay thing.

I'm gonna go through your life with a fine-tooth comb.

does this mean Angie is leaving or...

Manuelo? No, I need Manuelo.

Giuliani doesn't collect dolls.

Terrible. She hates me. She's hijacking the show.

and I'd just go ahead and stare at that cookie jar.

Come on. "Me want food," right?

I'm sorry I lied, but you got to give me another chance.

Are you steppin' up on me?

Word. Where is my lovely wife?

We support Kucinich

What? Look at my belt.

You son of a bitch.

So what do I do about Angie?